I'm experiencing very conflicting emotions now, because I have just finished a delightful novel. I listened to the first 10 chapters (great job, Jayne Entwhistle!) and read the last 1/3 of the book or so and now I am wishing for more, but I wouldn't change a thing about the way it turned out. The thing about Sophie Kinsella is that she completely engages your emotions under the guise of fun chick lit. At first glance, her main character, Poppy Wyatt, would appear to be a somewhat superficial young woman marrying into a family of wealthy intellectuals. Her fiance, Magnus, finds her charming and sexy and a little bit inferior to him. She can't believe that someone so wonderful has chosen her to be his wife and overlooks the strange behavior of his parents and wedding planner, Lucinda, a hyperactive, demanding friend of the family who constantly complains about how burdened she is with the wedding preparations.
Poppy's life changes when her phone is stolen and she finds an abandoned mobile in a trash bin. The reader is treated to the her hilarious handling of various dilemmas, the development of her relationship with gruff businessman Sam Roxton, the owner of her new phone, and to the gradual and completely endearing emergence of Poppy the person: intelligent, caring, helpful, and insightful. She will completely capture your heart as she almost single-handedly brings down a complicated plot to discredit a respected businessman and take over Sam's company, White Globe Consulting, in the process. To me, one of the things that makes a novel worth reading is wanting more at the end, and I do!
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